Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1887-01-08

them and reclaimed them: but Leonard was
spared, and having Leonard she had all And
there was, moreover certain ecstasy in her SOr-
row, with the thought OF what it meant to have
children in heaven. .'It is sacrament" she said
/ TO Leonard; ''we had them, God has them; God
and we. and no others enter into it. II is posi-
tive and actual breaking OF sacramental bread.
arms about i him .since have you 'oN "''
But as time went on and no other children
came, she saw what grief it was to Leonard.
pies children, and longed for his own. And she
was content with only him. Yet for any and
every drawback, what perfect home theirs had
within its open DOORS now the poor knew its gates
as the birds do the branching trees; what cheer
and love OF man dwet there! Once in WHILE it
is true. Helena had smouldering mood that
making sickness pretense for the comfort of the
doctors presence. and wrathfully forbade him
ever to bring that woman into the house-endiEg
always by carrying her, herself, all manners OF
dainties by day, and sitting up with her at night.
les, on the whole an almost perfect homeland no
Leonard came and sat beside her as the purple
began to wipe oft the gold in the mist OF the gorge
s ssssa air. An' what beautiful world it iS' she
'.Because you are in it," he answered her,
lightly.
do you really think so STILL she said, .'when
we have been married eight years. and after all
II shall think so forever! You are to me
loveler than the day married you-a closer
part OF the hbre OF my 1nmost being
~ think believe you" she said, half shyly. 81
think If were to die, you are the one man in the
world who would not marry again."
Marry again. he cried. drawing her toward
him ferventiy; "when so detest second mar
rages. that hold them allowable only as evil
dence that the first was no marriage at an? And
], who have been your husband, prOfane your
memory by putting another woman in your
place! Thank heaven, there are some things
that are impossible!" and She returned his en-
brace as fervently.
.And / should not live to marry again." he
said. IF grief did not kill me- there are quieting
potfonS that would. What should have to live
Tor? How could ! survive the loss OF half my
for eight years the very breath of my being!
Not even death could divorce two lives knit
like ours!"
She had become so used to such asSeverations
that doubt II she would not have felt little
wrOnged and defrauded had he failed to make it
as emphatic. As il was, for some subtle reason,
IL only nlied her with deep and quiet Satisfac-
tion. Il pray tnat we may go together she cried,
cNnglnS TO him closely. To her he was the best,
the greatest, the iofteSt the lOvelieSt man alive
He had something OF the largeness OF the
GOES TO their wOrShiperS; something, too,
Oh the HeipIulueSS OF the child to It's mother She
knew that her flashes and blaZeS and singing
speiiS We're only succession OF new experiences
TO MIN that gave her something OF CleOpatraS in
Unite variety; she wondered why he was not more
moved 6y That marvellous voice OF hers, the in
nGSt sweetness OF whose tones had Il thrill that
moved other men TO tears, BIZ: then in turn she
could Eot stand spcl-b)und before the operations
where his surgeon knife wrought miracles; and
her voice Was but pleasure OF The senses, and his
skill was the salvation OF life. She did not often
let nm see ner IN such tender mood thiS she
would have died Or him i; it would have done him
any 20 Il: she would nave died with him any day
he asked it.
She huu a chance presently.
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